Termination

Typed up a letter of termination. Went to Citibank to get my cashier’s checks for the new place. Went to the new place’s management company’s office and signed the lease and paid for the first month.

Taxi’ed to the old idiot management company’s office. Walked in, announced termination and watched them deal with it. They called my building manager and then said: Felicia said she was going to call you Monday. Bull. Shit. I told her it was too late, I just signed a new lease. They waited too long to decide this problem was important to them.

The office manager took my documents and narrative of the whole ordeal and conferred with her manager. The lawyer I talked to had suggested I CC her on the letters visibly to show that I had talked to legal counsel (hadn’t officially hired her yet).

A few minutes later they came back and said they were letting me out of the lease. And they are going to remit my security deposit. And since they gave me a free month of rent I’m off the hook for paying any more to these dildos.

Moving in as soon as I can. The new place has nice windows and sunlight. Bit of The Shining in the hallways and a rickety elevator but other than that I think it’ll be fine. I’ll probably see if I can get some rugs on the floors because the off-white carpet seems like it’ll get on my nerves in the long run.

A reading from the Book of Job. This is the word of the Lord. Thanks be to God. Go in peace to love and serve the Lord.

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MY SON YOU HAD AN INCONVENCE.PLEASE READ JOD AGAIN AND LOOK WHAT HE LOST.YOU STLL HAVE A FAMILY AND A SUPPORT THAT LOVES YOU .WHY ARE YOU DRAWING ALL THIS NEGATIVE ENERGY TO YOU? LOOK AT THE MORNING PAPER!! A NEW WALMART OPENED A MILE FROM THE HOUSE 12 KINDS OF MUSTARDS-WHY?WE HAVE SO MUCH……..YOU CAN ONLY BE FREE WHEN YOU ARE LIKE A NEW BORN WITH NOTHING…GO PLAY……DANCE INTHE LIGHT OF SUMMER…WHAT A JOURNEY OF GREAT DELIGHT YOU ARE ON……GO HOME A GET REGROUNDED…….LOVE FR.JDW……….GO IN PEACE

The old management company wouldn’t happen to be Andco, would it? They gave me FITS during the 10 months I rented from them. When they weren’t spitting bald-faced lies in my face, they were breaking in my apartment and STEALING MY OVEN KNOBS.

If you want to read a fascinating take on the Book of Job take a look at the play JB by Archibald Macleish. It’s entirely in verse and a great modern adaptation featuring a debate on divinity between God and the Devil (aka Mr. Nickles).

Good riddance on this pig of a place. Where is your new pad? I hope you found someplace much better for you. *Sending only good vibes*.

My key to happiness has been to always live on the top floor. That way nobody really bothers you with banging or loud noise. Granted your knees are shit by the time you get home. And I have horrible knees. Anyway, I’m rambling. Good luck Andy.